He takes me to the places you and i used to go
He tells me over and over that he loves me so
He gives me love that i never got from you
He loves me too, his love is [bad word] 
Why can't he be you

He never fails to call and tell me i'm on his mind
And i'm lucky to have such a guy; i hear it all the time
And he does all the things that you would never do
He loves me, too, his love is [bad word] 
Why can't he be you

He's not the one who dominates my mind and soul
And i should love him so, 'cause he loves me, i know
But his kisses leave me cold

He sends me flowers, calls on the hour, just to prove his love
And my friends say when he's around, i'm all he speaks of
And he does all the things that you would never do
He loves me too, his love is [bad word] 
Why can't he be you